Today you turned three. Thirty-six months outside of my belly, in our arms. Months have passed quickly, and with each one came something new; a new sound, a new action, a new mannerism, a new and improved David. Three years seem too few for such a big personality to have formed.
A personality that is completely addictive with an abundant laughter that is infectious. Your smile is deep and heart-touching. Your intelligence is astounding and vast. You are–simply stated–dynamic, lovable, brilliant, and delicious.
This year you have continued on your quest for knowledge. You’ve even started drawing recognizable images. Your love of Play Dough has developed much to Papa’s chagrin. Santa knew what he was doing when he brought you a whole Play Dough kit for Christmas, though. I really wouldn’t be surprised if you start reading this year. You’re THAT smart.
The one thing I love the most about you is your musical ability; you are so musical, it’s not even funny. Keep singing, little dude. Let your heart sing out through the top of your lungs.
If God is a DJ,
Life is a dance floor,
Love is the rhythm,
You are the music…
Happy Birthday, Big Boy! We Love You!
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